dopehed [prod. l.w0]

(Lyrics)

He catching kills
But it ain pay my bills 
And i blame them pills 
Die on this hill (yeah)

He died off them pills 
I pop them real ones
Sorry ion feel nun
But i think you bad or sum

So let me fuck sum 
Bitch im tryna fuck sum
I make you my bitch, son
Want my phone like which one?

5 bands for my bitch son
5 bands say im goin up
Bitch i think im goin up 
Growin up im goin up
Growin up im 

Think i need this bitch (yeah)
Think i need this bitch (yeah)
Yall been hating, on the kid (yeah)
Yall been hating, cant say shit now

You get hit with 6 round
(Yeah) Talking shit we take you out
Chop teach you to close yo mouth
Yeah, Bitch just close yo mouth

dieonthishill (p. februxry)

This song so old but here. Droppin an album soon ya'll not ready for Magic city.

Get back (prod. Iyuuxi & 34islands)

FLEX ft.5STAR

Wrong Way

can i tell u anything

Tears (1kinwtf)

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(prod 15drtt)

Lyrics: (woo woo)
whole gang got some sons where the daycare
yeah, crack that bitch then kick her you can't stay here 
i just walked out hella bags is the cab near
she get slutted out don't got no dad here ratchet 
i just rolled the weed up on my jeans bitch ash it 
i just made that band and made that band flip magic
yea i need my cash in pay that wayfair cash it
twin got hella choppas off the hinge get yo face hit 
i told her i don't love her now she on my phone complaining
gang know i be on calm shit ima pop out on occasion
i told twin pass that za my eyes been low bitch i look asian
or im blasian because im black 
i can't go outside with lil twin tryna catch a hat
i can't trust you with no info bitch you been a rat
bitch i move so presidential i went uber black
got them saying k for president 
twin double glove his hits that boy ain't tryna leave no evidence
im booling with my twin kickdoor shit we in your residents
i pop my shit like everyday gotta cool down need a peppermint

(woo woo wo woo)

whole gang got some sons where the daycare
yeah, crack that bitch then kick her you can't stay here 
i just walked out hella bags is the cab near
she get slutted out don't got no dad here ratchet 
i just rolled the weed up on my jeans bitch ash it 
i just made that band and made that band flip magic
yea i need my cash in pay that wayfair cash it
twin got hella choppas off the hinge get yo face hit 
i told her i don't love her now she on my phone complaining
gang know i be on calm shit ima pop out on occasion (yeah)
i told twin pass that za my eyes been low bitch i look asian

geekin

zendalc

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